Mockingbird
Left every move uncertain
Eerie malevolent phantom
no proper contact of Touch
There was no Howl nor sound
people said he Existed
Dear voice of Every child -
Afraid of the Dark
railing Broken cough
Uneasy steps
Reeling in as the Young moon draws water
Thin Hands drive scissors
Expression surprisingly warm
mouth Drooling open
Early when the moon was down
Asking, will you take me home?
shooting a Dead mockingbird
LET THE DEAD BURY THE DEAD
*Not part of poem*
Includes some phrases from Harper Lee's To Kill a Mockingbird
Inspired by Harper Lee's To Kill a Mockingbird
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